This is not your mother’s madcap mystery. It’s mine. I wrote it. She didn’t. Don’t believe her if she says she did. You might have a problem on your hands and may need to call someone. My editor tells me that it’s not very professional for me to say things like that. But hey, she’s not the one about to have a throw-down with your crazy mother. Oh great, now my editor is leaving. I have to go stop her. I really, really need her. She knows how to make a good martini.